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Because. That's Why.

My husband Carl and I have a Sunday morning ritual that dates back as long as he's been working at his current job. Maybe longer than that. I get up at 7:00 and leave the house at 8:00 to drive him to work. I drop him at a nearby gas station, unless the weather is extremely inclement. He likes to go into the store, buy a pack of smokes, and walk the quarter-mile or so to the restaurant. Even if it's raining, he can manage with his big black umbrella. Then I go to Starbucks, or some other breakfast-type place, and usually do my portion of the grocery shopping afterward. The rest of the day is mine.

We do this because on Sundays, the buses don't start running until later, so he needs a ride.

At this point in the conversation, someone will often ask, "Okay, I know you only have the one car, but can't you let him take it and drive himself in just one day a week?"

No. Because Carl doesn't drive.